Psalms 55
1 For the music director. With stringed instruments. A psalm (maskil) of David. God, please hear my prayer; don't ignore my cry for help!
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se sou enstriman mizik akòd pou yo jwe mizik la. Se yon chante David. Bondye, panche zòrèy ou bò kote m'! Koute m' non lè m'ap lapriyè! Piga ou vire do ban mwen lè m'ap rele nan pye ou!
2 Please listen, and give me an answer. I'm terribly troubled by my problems! I'm frantic!
Pran ka mwen, koute m', reponn mwen non! Kè m' sere, m'ap plenn!
3 For my enemies are screaming at me; the wicked are intimidating me. They rain down suffering on me, angrily assaulting me in their hatred.
Mwen boulvèse lè m' tande lènmi m' yo ap pale, lè m' tande mechan yo ap pale byen fò. Yo fè malè tonbe sou mwen. Yo move sou mwen, y'ap pèsekite m'.
4 My heart thumps in agony! Terrified, I feel I'm about to die!
Mwen santi kè m' kase. Sezisman pran m' lè m' wè mwen fin mouri.
5 I'm in a panic, trembling with fear; feelings of horror wash over me.
Tout kò m' ap tranble tèlman mwen sezi.
6 I tell myself, If only God would give me wings like a dove so I could fly away and be at peace!
Mwen di konsa: -Pa pito m' te gen zèl tankou yon toutrèl! Mwen ta vole ale. Mwen ta jwenn kote pou m' pran repo.
7 I would fly far away to escape, and stay in the wilderness. (Selah)
Mwen ta kouri pati ale byen lwen. Mwen t'aval rete pou kont mwen nan dezè a.
8 I would hurry to a place to hide, out of the wind, safe from the raging storm.
Mwen ta prese jwenn yon kote pou m' kache pou gwo van an, pou gwo lapli a pa fè m' anyen.
9 Confuse them, Lord! Muddle what they're saying, for I see violence and conflict in the city.
Seyè, mele yo. Fè yonn pa konprann sa lòt ap di. Paske, sa m' wè nan lavil la se chen manje chen, yonn ap goumen ak lòt.
10 They patrol the city walls day and night, and wickedness and trouble are within the city.
Lajounen kou lannwit se sa ase ou tande nan lavil la. Anndan lavil la menm, se mechanste, se malfezans.
11 The ones causing destruction are inside the city; frauds and cheats are always on the streets.
Kote ou pase se moun k'ap kraze brize. Nan tout lari se fè moun lenjistis, se twonpe moun.
12 The problem is that it's not an enemy who mocks me—I could stand that. It's not someone who hates me who insults me—I could avoid them.
Si se te yon moun ki rayi m' ki t'ap pale m' mal, mwen ta reziyen m'. Si se te yon moun ki pa vle wè m' ki te leve dèyè mwen, mwen ta kache kò m' pou l' pa jwenn mwen.
13 No, it's you, a man just like me, my best friend who I know so well!
Men, se ou menm, kanmarad mwen, yon bon zanmi m' ki te konn tout ti zafè m'.
14 Our friendship was so close. We used to have great talks together as we walked with everyone to the house of God.
Nou te konn fè ti koze nou ansanm. Nou te konn al lakay Bondye a ansanm ak foul moun yo.
15 May death come quickly to them; may they go down into the grave alive, because evil finds its home in them. (Sheol h7585)
Se pou yo rete konsa, yo tonbe yo mouri. Se pou yo desann tou vivan kote mò yo ye a, paske mechanste a kaye lakay yo, li nan fon kè yo. (Sheol h7585)
16 As for me, I cry out to God, and the Lord will save me.
Men, mwen rele Seyè a, Bondye mwen; l'a delivre mwen.
17 I weep and groan morning, noon, and night, and he listens to me.
Maten, midi, aswè, m'ap plenyen, m'ap plenn. L'a tande vwa mwen.
18 He rescues me, keeping me safe and sound from my attackers, because there are so many against me.
L'a fè m' viv ak kè poze, l'a delivre m' nan batay m'ap mennen ak moun ki leve dèyè m' yo. Yo te mèt anpil.
19 God who has ruled from the beginning will hear me and answer them. (Selah) For they refuse to change and don't respect God.
Bondye k'ap gouvènen depi tout tan an va koute m', l'a kraze lògèy yo. Paske, yo p'ap janm chanje, yo pa gen krentif pou Bondye.
20 As for my best friend, he attacked his friends who had no quarrel with him; he broke the promises he had made to them.
Moun ki leve men sou zanmi yo se moun ki trèt.
21 What he says is as smooth as butter, but inside he plans war; his words are as soothing as oil, but they cut like sharp swords.
Pawòl nan bouch yo pi dous pase siwo. Men, nan fon kè yo se yon sèl bagay yo konnen: se goumen. Pawòl yo koule dous tankou lwil, men lang yo se razwa.
22 Throw your burdens onto the Lord and he will take care of you. He will never allow those who live right to fall.
Renmèt sò ou nan men Seyè a, l'a kenbe ou fèm. Li p'ap janm kite moun ki mache dwat devan li yo rete atè lè yo tonbe.
23 But you, God, will bring down murderers and liars, throwing them into the pit of destruction before they have even lived half their lives. As for me, I will trust in you.
Men ou menm, Bondye, w'ap fè bann ansasen sa yo ak bann vòlè sa yo desann anba tè. Yo p'ap wè mwatye nan lavi yo. Men, mwen menm, se nan ou m'ap mete tout konfyans mwen.
